My heart is beating from meI am standing all alonePlease call me only if you are coming homeWaste another year flies byWaste a night or twoYou taught me how to liveIn the streets of shameWhere you've lost your dreams in the rainThere's no sign of hopeThe stems and seeds of the last of the dopeThere's a glow of lightThe St. Jimmy is the spark in the nightBearing gifts and trustThe fixture in the city of lustWhat the hells your nameWhat's your pleasure and what's your pain?Do you dream too much?Do you think what you need is a crutchIn the crowd of pain. St. Jimmy comes without any shameHe says, "We're fucked up"And we're not the sameAnd mom and dad are the ones you can blame

Jimmy died todayHe blew out his brains into the bay In this state of mind, it's my own private suicide

And nobody caresAnd nobody caresDoes anyone care if nobody cares?Jesus is filling out paperwork nowAt the facility on east 12th st.He's not listening to a word nowHe's in his own worldAnd he's daydreamingHe'd rather be doing something else now,Like cigarettes and coffee with the underbelly,His life is on the line of anxiety nowAnd he had enoughAnd she had plentySomebody get me out of hereAnybody get me out of hereSomebody get me out of hereGet me the fuck right out of hereSo far awayI don't want to stayGet me out of here right nowI just want to be freeIs there a possibilityGet me out of here right nowThis life like dream ain't for me

I fell asleep watching spike TVAfter ten cups of coffeeAnd you're still not thereDreaming of a songWhen something went wrongAnd I can't tell anyoneCause no one's thereLeft me here aloneWhen I should have stayed homeAfter ten cups of coffeeI'm thinking where'd you goNobody likes youEveryone left youThey're all out without you havin' funWhere'd you goI'm thinking weird you goNobody likes youEveryone left youThey're all out without you havin' funWhere'd you go

Geez, ha

I got a rock and roll bandI got a rock and roll life I got a rock and roll girlfriendAnd another ex-wifeI got a rock and roll houseI got a rock and roll carI plat the shit out the drumsAnd I can play the guitarI got a kid in New YorkI got a kid in the bayI haven't drank or smoked a thingIn over twenty two daysSo get off my case, get off my case, off my case!

Here they come marching down the streetLike a desperation murmur of a heart beatComing back from the edge of townUnderneath their feetThe time has come and its going nowhereNobody ever said that life was fair nowGo-carts and guns are treasures they will bearIn the summer heatThe world is spinningAround and aroundOut of control againFrom the 7-11 to the fear of breaking downSo send my love a letter bombAnd visit me in hellWe're the ones going

HomeWe're coming home againHomeWe're coming home again

I started fuckin' runningJust as soon as my feet touched the groundWe're back in the BarrioBut to you and me, that's jingle town

HomeWe're coming home againHomeWe're coming home againHomeWe're coming home againHomeWe're coming home againHomeWe're coming home againHomeWe're coming home againHomeWe're coming home againHomeWe're coming home againHomeWe're coming home again

Nobody likes youEveryone left youThey're all out without you havin' fun